It seems like it took forever. Finally laying to rest the notion I…

It seems like it took forever. Finally laying to rest the notion I had something to do to the conversation. I couldn't imagine the final chapter, the one where everybody died or only the bad ones, glorifying good over and over again.

This is the story of how that happened.

It was 2025.

My life seemed over enough to be able to translate it into some sort of meaning.

The hostages were being released, thus finally giving clarity to evil.

I never believed in evil until now, I mean not overnight but like it being captured in a cage I could understand. I did want to see the horrors gone, for them who suffered them, certainly not for me, where they resided inside like a bullet laced with yellow phosphorus that just kept boring through flesh and bone but would never leave.

That's when I started asking everyone, I knew who had lived, is it worth it?

If god is judge jury executioner, i can accept that, there's nothing i can do about it except it, wait my turn but why do i have to listen to the charlatans who say, we have to listen to what they say first.

Life is simple. We all die so live life to the fullest good and ignore what these usurpers say is important.

You dont need a fast car, nor a three thousand sq ft house to sleep and shit in, unless you have ten kids and living the 1950's life of Cold War dreams nor more furniture you dont use, nor fast food nor conveniences nor guns nor even so much pride.

You just need to feed your head healthy knowledge, feed your soul with whatever peace and quiet you can drill for and your body with what it comes from and with and teach your children about life the way it really can be without ambition and a greed driven personality embedded like an alien computer chip.

Since no one can really tell the future, and if they could, it would so ridiculous anyway, if they were really honest, I thought it would be interesting to write a history of the world, so I did-Dinosar City, A History of the World. I wanted to add -Past, Present, and Future

Dinosaur City trivializes all the social upheaval of yesterday, the meaninglessness of today, whenever today showed up, even though there is only NOW in my world's view.

Long ago as well as today, that's what makes it relevant, as well as good entertainment. Writers must be dangerous, dangerous and funny. And the future is what makes everything funny.

It's become almost cliche comparing the 2025 plan to the surrealism of Orwell's 1984.

Doublespeak

It's true, we don't have all that dark bleakness of the black and white movie version which doesn't speak to nor relate to the real colors of the modern real life fascist version. We can laugh at the antics of the monkey men who believe they control everything and still look out to the blue gray sky, where a few pink cirrus clouds in the early morn are gathering and not too far away the news blares inside my mind with the question, Can Trump get the Nobel peace prize in a couple of days for doing absolutely nothing for peace in the wars that mean something? I certainly believe he cannot and doesn't and move on to the next ludicrousity like a toboggan ride down the face of mt Rushmore. Ironically though, the so-called peace prize, like he usually does, went to a woman opposition leader in Venezuela, who wants Trump, who she admires, to go to war against her countrymen, to topple the one she calls dictator, so she herself can have power and nominate Trump again next year.

Screenwriters can't make this up.

Apparently though, Russell Vought can, he says he writes most of the executive orders because as anyone should know, Trump has never taken a moment to think about anything except himself.

Until Vietnam.

Vietnam became the elephant in the room in more ways than one in the sixties. People lost faith in the government to control the country and the vultures started circling then, and have been circling since.

It all started long ago when humans created a supreme being out of their fearful imagination and at some point realized that someone, such as themselves were needed to take responsibility for that creation because there were some things that the creature they created was either reluctant to do or unwilling to do, all the things the creators wanted them to do or, more likely, was incapable of doing whatever the creators wanted him to do, after all the creature was just a made up thing.

So along came Jones. Many kinds of joneses, like gunfighters, in any soon to be ghost town, they came around looking to be god's handyman or looking for any gods they could test 'em out, take em out, or replace em out. They had one thing in common, they all believed the imaginative god made by them, a self-appointed instrument of HIS wishes.

There were so many of them, it is hard not to accidentally bump into one, and sooner or later, people die and since gods are immune to lawsuits or civil repercussions, or justice by human hands, the people bowed and supplicated themselves, without realizing the creators of all that nonsense were flesh and blood, like themselves. When 200 million cannot agree on whether or not the institutions they have gathered around themselves, held on to, repeatedly lofted to the highest standards, and who have elected someone, they think will give them the freedom to make an extra buck or kick some ass like a can down the street, then something has gone really wrong.

To imagine that many in the south are still reminiscing about the civil war, loving the idea of slavery, not because they necessarily think it's a good economic model but because they get a thrill of believing someone is less than them, that is a nation of lazy, remorseless, sociopathic wild dogs rather than a coherent idealistic society based on founding principles of not only equality, justice, and democracy, but on principles of guaranteed equal freedom for all, equal justice for all, and democracy for all.

Of course, the problem is not everyone agrees what "for all" means because some insist some of us are either 4/5ths of a person, or part terrorist because we disagree with them, or, especially, some are not gods chosen people. How they know any of that is anybody's guess.

Nevertheless, now we are forced to take take back the power we lost but not stop there, we must not ever turn our backs on our freedom again, especially for the mundanity of profit, god, and fear.

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